Chapter 166: The Walk Home with My Girlfriends [R-18]

Thankfully, it seemed my attendance was approved.

Not long after I was transmigrated, I got chewed out for skipping school, so I thought they’d be strict about it. But it turned out the system let it slide as long as you submitted a valid reason.

It seems the primary duty of an academy student isn’t so much studying as it is engaging in work that has a major social impact. Everyone’s busy living their lives as Hunters, Heroes, or celebrities.

So that’s why there were so many empty seats here and there. I just thought the birth rate had plummeted…

In any case, no one thought it was strange for me to barge in midway through.

Dihrit’s giving me a heated look, though.

Although, it seems rumors about what I was doing have already gotten around.

Actually, I told all my girlfriends everything.

“You worked hard, Sang-hyeok.”

“Hm? What’s this?”

“Ice cream.”

It looked like a cone she’d just bought from the school store.

“For me?”

“Yep.”

I took a big bite.

Hena watched me, a smile gracing her lips.

“Doesn’t your hair get hot?”

“I-It makes me feel more at ease…”

Swoosh.

I used my hand to push her bangs back, revealing her pretty face.

Hena squeezed her eyes shut as if I were about to flick her on the forehead.

Her green eyes are so pretty. Hena’s, I mean.

“Do you like short hair, Sang-hyeok?”

“I don’t really have a preference.”

A pretty person looks good no matter their hairstyle.

“You do have a lot of long-haired girlfriends, though.”

For starters, there’s Hena and Yuuna right beside me…

Brigid’s is long, Hilaria’s is long, Sarika’s… is probably long if she lets down her ponytail, and Isolde’s is too.

Short hair is actually the rarer type. It’s probably because it’s hard to find a style that’s both short and pretty.

Hena licked the spot on the ice cream where I had taken a bite and said, “My hair… I’m going to keep growing it out, even in the summer…”

What was Yuuna doing?

She was negotiating a seat change with the male student next to me.

Her negotiation must have been a success, because she pulled a chair right up next to mine and sat down.

“Hehe. Success.”

“That’s Gunam’s seat. You shouldn’t keep taking it.”

“Huh? Who’s Gunam?”

“His name…”

“Oh. The kid who’s good about swapping seats. I’m grateful to him! I even bought him a pastry from the store just now.”

…So she bribed him with a pastry.

Gunam wore a sad expression as he gave up his seat.

He was the one who ratted us out when my sisters came to our class.

It seemed he was now imprinted in Yuuna’s mind as nothing more than “the kid who’s good about swapping seats.”

“How’s the president doing?”

“She’ll be back at the academy soon.”

A pastry appeared from Yuuna’s hand. She tore open the wrapper and naturally offered it to me. “A bite for my boyfriend.”

I ate the offered pastry using only my mouth.

It’s a red bean bun… Hmm. A rich sweetness spread softly through my mouth.

It wasn’t something I’d normally go out of my way to eat, but maybe because I’d skipped a meal, it tasted absolutely delicious.

Then, Yuuna casually took a bite of the bread, right where my teeth marks were.

“The president is really amazing. It seems like Essol’s third-years are on a whole other level.”

“Why?”

“She fought an S-class villain and protected you without letting you get a single scratch. With a villain that cunning, that must have been incredibly difficult.”

…

Thinking about last night sent a chill through my chest.

The experience of having my back pierced wasn’t something that would just disappear.

While I was watching over the student council president in her hospital room, I first sent a brief message to my family, who were wondering why I hadn’t come home.

Then, I sent a text to my girlfriends.

I told them the student council president had fought an S-class villain and that I wouldn’t be able to come home today.

The news about Zenobia had been a breaking story, so it seemed everyone knew why the president was absent.

“Right now, wherever you go in the academy, everyone’s talking about the president.”

“Mm.”

Seeing me be so reserved, Yuuna’s eyes lit up as she asked, “Tell me. You saw it with your own eyes. What was it like?”

“I signed a non-disclosure agreement…”

“What? Come on.”

“I was just standing there, staring blankly.”

That was a fact.

I really didn’t lift a single finger.

The Saintess did the healing, and my little collector did the fighting.

That’s how much of a different class of villain Zenobia was. Even if she hadn’t launched a surprise attack, my chances of winning would have been close to zero.

“Ah, there are already a bunch of articles out. They say a radius of several kilometers was completely devastated. Just how intense was the fight?”

“…It was covered in smoke, so I couldn’t see well.”

“…”

Was that too obvious?

It seemed I had triggered Yuuna’s sharp intuition.

“Are you hiding something?”

“Ah… well…”

“Hmm. Is it something you can’t even tell me and Hena?”

The moment I say it, it won’t be a secret anymore…

There’s nothing to be gained by more people knowing that the one who defeated Zenobia was actually Kim Sang-hyeok, the Onahole Man of Class 2-F.

Besides, I wasn’t even the one who caught her.

I’m already drawing enough aggro as the Jelly Man, the Onahole Man, and the Personality Excretion Hero…

How exhausting would it be if it was mistakenly reported that I took down the leader of Korea’s largest villain syndicate with my own power?

“Well, alright. You don’t have to tell me.”

“Yuuna…”

“I’ll understand. Ahh.”

“Ahh.”

Yuuna placed the red bean bun in my mouth again.

In any case, the events of that day felt like a dream, and everything was peaceful now.

There’s really nothing better than overwhelming power.

“What’s going to happen to Zenobia now?”

“Hmm, I wonder… They said she was taken to the Correction Bureau. What’s certain is that she’ll never see the light of day again.”

I’ve never been there, so I don’t know what they do to people inside.

There was a time when I stood defiantly before the president, head held high, demanding to be sent there.

It feels like a story from the distant past, but it was only three weeks ago.

“You haven’t heard anything from the president, have you?”

“Nope.”

“I heard Zenobia was one of the strongest S-class villains… I guess she’s still no match for the White Devil.”

“…”

Seeing Yuuna so interested, Zenobia’s defeat seemed to be a bigger deal than I thought. It’s good that my little collector beat her so thoroughly, but what happens now?

“Even if villains come for revenge, we have the president at our academy. It’s reassuring.”

“…”

“Sang-hyeok?”

“Ah, yeah. You’re right.”

Revenge from the villains…

That’s a situation I’d never considered. Is it too naive to think that everything is over just because we caught Zenobia?

What if this is just the beginning?

“Is something bothering you?”

“We have to protect ourselves. We can’t just leave everything to the president.”

“Of course! You haven’t seen my dual-wielding style, have you?”

“I saw you go swoosh swoosh swoosh.”

Yuuna pinched the back of my hand.

“Not swoosh swoosh swoosh, it’s the Eight-Branched Sword!”

“The, the Eight-Branched Sword.”

“That’s right.”

She smiled gently, clasping her hands over mine as if she’d never pinched me at all.

Yuuna was particularly fond of my hands.

She fidgeted with them whenever she had the chance. Did she catch something from Ms. Seridwen?

“I like your hands, Sang-hyeok. They’re big and manly.”

“You seem to especially like my hands, huh?”

“I do.”

Yuuna leaned in slightly and whispered in my ear.

“Because the only things that can enter me are your hands and… that.”

“…”

Isn’t that something you shouldn’t say in a classroom?!

Seeing me blush, Yuuna laughed mischievously.

“That’s why I like your hands.”

“…”

I turned my hand over and intertwined our fingers.

Soft.

Yuuna’s hand was soft and warm, and just holding it tight felt good.

“Class is starting, Yuuna.”

“Ughhh. I wish this was my seat… Give me the spot next to Sang-hyeok!”

“Don’t take his seat. Go back.”

“Hmph…”

After I promised to hold her hand tightly on the way home, Yuuna happily returned to her seat.

Gunam came back and sat down.

“Sorry about that.”

“It’s okay. I like pastries…”

After class, I saw Gunam being summoned by my sisters again.

A moment later.

“Sang-hyeok… Your sisters want you to come.”

“Thanks.”

To be honest, I had already scanned the area.

When a pair of devastatingly beautiful girls take over the space in front of the classroom door, they’re bound to stand out.

As soon as they saw me, Serena and Stella clung to me.

“Oppa! Are you okay?”

“Where is that villain bitch? I won’t let her get away with this.”

“Calm down, Stella… I’m fine.”

I had updated them on the situation via my phone, but it seemed they both ran over as soon as they could because they wanted to see me.

“How can I be calm when my Orabeoni was attacked by a villain? That student council president. I never liked how she ordered you around like a subordinate.”

“…But Oppa is fine thanks to the student council president?”

In reality, the White Devil had thrown her body in front of me to protect me.

Even if, in the end, we both would have been headed for a bad ending without my little collector.

I saw the president’s sincerity with my own eyes.

“W-Well, I guess we should be thankful for that. But if she hadn’t been working you so late in the first place, you never would have run into them, would you?”

…?

Did Stella have a bad encounter with Isabella or something?

She seemed to dislike her for some reason.

“You should at least say hello if you see her later. If it wasn’t for Isabella, I might have died.”

“…”

“…”

Still, I thought it was best to set the record straight, so that’s what I told them.

“…I guess we should buy her a gift and pay her a visit.”

“Let’s pick one out together, Serena…”

Hearing that she saved their brother’s life, my sisters started murmuring.

“I’ll be home for dinner. Don’t worry. No hero work today.”

“Okay, Oppa. We’ll have a delicious dinner waiting for you!”

Serena’s smile was healing.

“Mom’s been holding a grudge about you staying out all night. You might want to prepare yourself.”

“Ugh…”

I hadn’t thought about that.

Unlike the academy’s dry approval of my absence, in Hyejeong’s eyes, Kim Sang-hyeok was nothing short of a reckless troublemaker.

Skipping class to have creampie sex with his sister, staying out all night for some sudden hero work, ditching the academy without permission…

Looking at the circumstances, I must seem like the textbook definition of a juvenile delinquent.

I felt incredibly sorry thinking about my stepmom waiting at home for me, sighing her lungs out.

“I’ll try to handle it.”

“Should we help? I think we should tell her you fought a really, really dangerous villain.”

“Mom doesn’t know much about Korean villains.”

“You two knew?”

Seeing my sisters tilt their heads, it seemed it would have been stranger if they didn’t know.

“Yeah. The Zenobia incident was one of the worst villain disasters ever.”

“I thought Orabeoni was joking.”

“Me?”

“You just sent a text saying, ‘Ran into a villain, will be home tomorrow, not hurt.’ Do you have any idea how worried Serena and I were when we found out later that the villain was Zenobia?”

“…Haha.”

Thinking about it now, the president’s judgment to run away immediately was spot on.

But if I had run, I would never have been able to see Isabella again.

“You were worried?”

“M-Me? I was just doing my own thing.”

Serena smiled and spelled it out for me.

“Stella. You kept pacing all night, wondering if you should go to Oppa, sniffling, and begging me to call the police.”

“Serenaaa!”

I pulled Stella into a tight hug and stroked her head.

“I’m sorry, Oppa.”

“Hmph… W-Well, as long as you know…! Because I love you… Orabeoni…”

“I love you, too. And I love you, Serena.”

After a display of sibling affection that might seem a bit excessive to an outsider…

On the way home from school, I walked with a girlfriend on each arm.

What is this?

…Is this my daily life?

This is kind of incredible, isn’t it?

The beautiful Yuuna held my left hand. My right hand rested on Hena’s hip.

I pulled the timid Hena into my embrace, discreetly kneading her stomach where others couldn’t see.

“Nngh. Sang-hyeok. It’s embarrassing…”

“Hena’s house is closer, so should we go that way first?”

“Mom will be happy.”

Sure enough, Hestia threw the front door wide open and welcomed us.

“Sang-hyeok. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

“Have you been well?” I asked, squeezing Hestia’s tits.

While being groped by her daughter’s boyfriend, Hestia played dumb as if nothing was wrong, maintaining her gentle, motherly smile.

“I’ve been well… Hh… How about it? Will you stay for dinner, Sang-hyeok?”

“I promised to eat with my sisters today.”

“What a shame…”

Just as I was about to take my hand off her tits, Hena grabbed Yuuna’s hand.

“Hena?”

“D-Do you want to… see my room?”

“Oh. Yeah! I’d love to.”

“Let’s rest for just ten minutes then.”

Giving me time to satisfy her mother’s pussy… what a good daughter, right?

As soon as my daughter and her friend went into the room, I pressed myself against Hestia’s body, freely groping her huge tits and ass.

“Hahk… Aht… Aah… Sang-hyeok…”

Her breasts are still fucking huge.

“Take off your clothes, Hestia.”

“Yes…♡”

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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